Who Are You
編輯: Atlas Studios
Her tears had dried up, and there wasn't any more to shed.
The past memories disappeared like smoke.
"Sister Xiao Ling," Her assistant Wei Wei carefully piped up. "do you want me to get some water for you to wash your face?"
With that interrupting her thoughts, Xia Ling recalled that her face was in a mess and it was rather unbecoming of an artiste. She was about to nod her head in agreement when she heard a huge "bang," and the door of the makeup room was swung wide open.
Everyone turned to look towards the door.
At that moment, Xia Ling felt her throat go dry, and she was unable to make a sound.
If there were anyone in this life that she never wanted to see again, it would be him. Yet, if there were anyone that could make her lose sleep at night, and to love and hate with all her heart, it would also be him. Only him… Pei Ziheng.
Her God, her Satan, her everything.